It's Over.

The sounds of your breathing is the only thing that can be heard.

You don't know how many hours have gone by, all you know is that you can barely move, your cock lays flaccid, the waitress is changing her clothes and removing her soaking wet latex clothes.

In the past few hours you learned more about BDSM than you ever thought you would.

Down your body were several different marks from all kinds of toys, and bites, scratches and hickeys.

The waitress walks over to you, now wearing normal clothes and no mask - and she is as pretty as you imagined her to be.

"Sorry, I think I went a bit too far for your first time", she said as she caressed your chest.

"Say, handsome, after your fights, why don't you find me again?" She leans close to you and whispers. "I have some friends who would love to meet you."

This is the last thing you hear before losing consciousness.

You wake up at your hotel room.